Feet Consult

Some people will make me prove it to them and I’ll say, “FINE!” Put on a pair of their stilettos, stand up and crumple to the floor with my first step. “Oh yeah, NOW you believe me, Bitch,” as I look up at them and massage my bruised knee. It’s annoying, frustrating and beyond inconvenient. I can spend hours trying on shoes and have not one pair work for me.

Well, I officially came to a cross roads last week. I’m working on being a healthier me and have decided that part of a healthier me will involve improvements for my feet. I’m going in for my very first feet consult in one week! The mere thought of it makes me light headed with glee. Could I potentially wear heels after all this time? They (my Dr.) claim that, yes! There is a good possibility I will be strutting my stuff in heels with little trouble after they’re done with me.

Now don’t get me wrong, I’ve obviously gotten by up until this point and my feet aren’t mutinous or horribly disfigured. They look fine in the shoes that do work for them and my toes are always groomed and painted. The way I see it now is that they’re a work in progress and I refuse to sit idly by while every other woman in the world gets to rock fierce heels. I want the fierceness too, damnit. I want the opportunity to wear dainty shoes and strappy stilettos. Who knows, maybe it’s a lost cause but at least I’ll be able to walk away, perhaps not gracefully, but with my head held high knowing that I tried my best.